The Lavender Door

What love lives behind the lavender door My thoughts to explore What pictures On their living room shelves Do they keep to themselves Tied up in a bundle of love As the steam from their morning coffee Rises above Do they look for no more Than their love behind the Lavender door What grows in their garden to find it Behind the post and rail fence In perfect alignment Well it all looks so serene In their backyard of emerald green Like a picture painted Monet scene And what about me What about mine Where is the love I'm hoping to find What about me What lies in store Could I find a love like theirs Behind the lavender door What sweet songs at night Does she sing To echo the kindness For the flowers he brings And the calico cat That they both adore Sleeps in contentment On their kitchen room floor Do they wish for no more Than their love behind the lavender door And what about me What about mine I've so much inside I've yet to define What about me What's left to endure 'Til I find love like the theirs Behind the lavender door What love lives behind the lavender door With a wink from his eye I am certain and sure He longs for no more Than the love behind the lavender door Than their love...behind the lavender door